of course there was a reason the kitchen camera would never reveal what was going on when pans clanged and pots clattered. if only the footage was intact, perhaps the numerous disappearances of security guards would be explained. their remains macerated and marinated beyond recognition, ‘til all that was left was viscera-filled cupcakes. yum.
so that’s how they got their salmon-pink hue…
” all the more reason to APPRECIATE them. are you positive i can’t entice one, tiny bite? “
‘ VERY. — ‘ just the thought of eating one of these cupcakes made him sick to his stomach. he was a murderer but he wasn’t some insane CANNIBAL. —- ‘ tell me, courtney, which one of them did this to you? was it FREDDY? — or maybe bonnie? ‘
he had always been curious about which one of the kids added a rotting corpse to the collection. — shouldn’t they know B E T T E R?
she WISHES she could claim she was brave enough to step closer, to {t i p t o e } her lithe fingertips across the ridge of his shoulderblade, and taunt him like a proud feline’s plaything.
but he’s a [MURDERER ]& while she talks a tough game, she’d prefer to keep her distance.
” well, here’s a suggestion. why don’t you scatter yourself elsewhere and i’ll do the task for you. oh, i’ll be — t h o r o u g h, don’t you fret. right down to the B O N E. “
but the little chick held no true desire to rid freddy fazbear’s pizzeria of its little shop of horrors; it wasn’t too far of a stretch to { believe } that if the bodies evidence was disposed of, the inhabitants would be, too. call her selfish; she didn’t want that.
’ don’t you worry about that, HONEY. — i think it’d be easier if i did that myself. you know, i heard freddy in the kitchen. MAYBE you should check up on him. we wouldn’t want him to eat all your cute little cupcakes, WOULD WE? ’
even richard knew that freddy would never touch those cupcakes. he didn’t NEED a camera to know what she put inside of them. the disgusting rotten smell of human meat coming from the kitchen was enough. but there had to be a way to DISTRACT chica, to get her out of his way. just so that richard could end this once and for all.
’ i can only imagine how much work(ers) you put in them. ’
◤ “ ɢ͏ᴇᴛ͝. ̷ᴛ̴ʜᴇ ʜ͞ᴇ̡ʟ̴ʟ. ᴀ̸ᴡᴀ̷ʏ. ͡ғʀ͜ᴏ̷ᴍ͡ ᴍᴇ͝.̷ “ the ghost was now extremely hostile. he was in front of the man who’d killed him. he backed away, towards the pirate’s cove, activating foxy. a mechanical growl came from behind the star — covered curtains, meaning the fox was ready to attack. “ ʏ̵ᴏᴜ ͞ᴀ́ʀ͠ᴇɴ͠’ᴛ ͢ᴄᴏ̸ᴍɪɴ̛ɢ ͟ᴀ͝ɴ͝ʏ̕ᴡʜ̀ᴇʀᴇ ͜ɴᴇ҉ᴀʀ͘ ̶ᴍᴇ ᴇᴠ͠ᴇʀ ͏ᴀɢ̢ᴀɪɴ. “ ◢
the man took a step back. then another two — ….. almost tripping over one of mangle’s arms, dropping his torch. he looked back up at the ghost, trying to calm it down. > > ’ RELAX — okay? .. i’m gone already. ’
his hesitance pleases her to no ends, her own composure gained as his stumbles.
” why pussyfoot around the subject, hm? cat got your tongue? spit it out, darling. spill the beans, open the can of worms. “
’ i just want check if there’s any evidence left inside those — EMPTY suits in the back. ’ he was trying to pretend like his whole body wasn’t SHAKING right now.
He didn’t leave pirate cove for this very reason, and when he did it was to give the fucker standing before him something to look at since he seemed so damn interested in staring at him. Where were the others when you needed them?! Of course they banded together when one of them needed someone. But he’d always sort of been the odd one out. Eyes trailed the other’s movement as he moved.
Oh he could so easily leave the other strewn all over the floor and be done with it all. But fear kept him rooted to the spot.
Fear. He H A T E D it.
the guard was thinking about what he should do next. running away wasn’t an option. it would only make foxy realize just how scared richard was of him. he had to be very about this. do the exact opposite of what his instincts were telling him to do.
’ foxy! — MY OLD FRIEND. how’s my favorite pirate? ’
There is something inside of him that freezes at the sight of the other. White hot fear arcing through him like lightening. Dark eyes flick about in an attempt to find someone else. Anyone else. A part of him wants to run. To call out for one of the others. But his feet stay glued to the floor and his lips stay shut. This had to be some cruel trick.
he did not expect to be caught. he .. was just going to get something to drink. freddy & chica still hadn’t left the stage, & bonnie hadn’t moved for a while. usually, foxy didn’t leave pirate cove on the first night. but today .. seemed to be different. richard grabbed the water bottle, slowly moving back. he didn’t want to seem like he was scared but damn .. FOXY COULD RIP HIM APART —- any second.
a sound easily comparable to a HISS slips past crimson lips and bared teeth. eyes tinted with a delicate violet narrow on the other, and her body LOCKS UP. not many gain such a hostile hello.
” you’ve got no BUSINESS here. “
’ let’s uh — .. agree to disagree. we both know that i .. have some unfinished B U S I N E S S here. … — i think, uh .. you know what i’m hinting at. ’
